Hi Scribblers.
We had our four word meeting last night and it proved to be as
interesting and as witty as a homework night.
Our members present
included, Dave Dick, Martin, Liliane, Thalia as our guest, Les and yours
truly.
We started with Liliane whose four words were quilt, chips, vestry
and puppy.
A cute tale this about an orphan child with a puppy that escaped
from its quilt to run around in a church.
Next was our young guest,
Liliane's granddaughter Thalia. Her four words were page, velvet, sunshine and
deadly.
This was an interesting little tale of a girl sitting under an oak
tree, reading from her velvet covered book only to be interrupted by her brother
Adam. He was rewarded for his naughtiness by a well aimed shot when the book hit
him between the eyes.
Les's words were assessment, tribute, love and
employment.
This was an ingenious story telling of a group of writers
(Scribblers of course) attempting to write an interesting piece incorporating
their four chosen words.
My offering was telling of a vain bulldozer
driver. My words were, Toupee, venison bulldozer and contract.
It told of the
vanity of man and his contract with a wig maker.
Dave had
Pandemonium,artificial,entrapment and chapter.
Entitled New Chapter his tale
was of a semi seedy club and the different ways the owner made a living and how
the police mounted a sting operation on him.
Dick's words were Lawnmower,
detest, incubation and testify. entitled Perhaps not gardening.
This told of
newly retired George and his search for something to occupy his mind. He thought gardening might be the answer until he found the lawnmower resting in the shed
with a Robin's nest built solidly into its frame.
Martin's Northampton
Road included the words Boisterous, edit, antagonise and possessed.
This was
a story of a young man and his fancies as he grew up and his friendship with a
girl and eventual engagement and the parallel to Charles and Diana, except for
the divorce.
Beryl was tested with Respect, lachrymose, clockwork and
mayonnaise.
She came through with a short story entitled Control, This about
a man in a coffee shop, an ex prisoner who had never been inside such an
establishment and the rules of his release which he promptly broke when, after
enjoying a sandwich he followed a good looking young lady from the
restaurant.
Tony gave us some enjoyment with his words Corpse,
flaccidity, vision and sentence.
Entitled If you're way out west, you can't
beat a happy family life its went from a story of weird native American Indian
folk with strange names to a totally different time and place with a strange
house.
It's hard to realise sometimes, that often great little pieces
spring from thirty minutes writing after being given just four words.
A
good job by everyone especially young Thalia.
A good meeting only marred
by some news which we have been expecting for some time from the new proprietors
of the Library. More to come later.
Barry.